Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 1161 - 110: Do You Like Candy, Madam?

As the Dream Maze reopened, the curtain that concealed everything draped over the battlefield.

The All Spirits, who were peering into the war, witnessed this familiar scene and immediately knew what had happened.

"It happened again; a powerful Divine System intervened in the war. Do they still choose to help the 'We are Light' family?"

"Which Divine System is it? All traces have been thoroughly obscured, impossible to see."

While the Gods were puzzled, those eight Evil Gods who had already penetrated deep into the Realm of Light, simultaneously encountered an assassination.

The eight Evil Gods each held Evil Divinity and dragged their Divine Realm to the vicinity to slay the "Death and Love Goddess." Where they stood was diseased, mutated, lustful, indulgent, fallen, destructive... as if infinite negativity gathered, polluting the endless cosmic dimension, dragging down countless living beings into ruin together.

They came intending to obliterate and share the "light," unable to suppress their greed.

They originally thought this was a destined fate.

But now, destiny has erred.

As the strongest Disease Goddess, Thalia sensed a terrifying "Ghost" under the curtain.

When the Ghost slowly revealed itself, behind it, the seven Evil Gods were being slaughtered.

What Thalia could not comprehend was, they did not sense any successful resistance from the Evil Gods, all she felt were their roars and wails.

As if they were no longer the ferocious, violent, mindless hyenas, but weak, plump lambs, a hungry wolf pack silently appeared, attacked without mercy, tearing open the lambs' soft hides and began devouring the tender flesh and nutrient-rich organs within.

The hard-pulled Divine Realm was invaded, bound by chains of divinity, billions of fallen believers became slaves, forced to change faith.

The divine resources accumulated over long years were plundered, their esteemed names and stories stripped away.

"The most thorough plunder, richer in experience than the Evil Gods, is a Divine System adept at conquest participating in the war."

Mutated and Disease Goddess Thalia realized something.

She originally intended to summon other Evil God partners to jointly kill "Isapatra," this quickly descended Life Goddess.

But just as the thought emerged, the remaining seven Evil Gods were close to falling.

If it were only Isapatra, even if she too dragged a Divine Realm along, it would be impossible in such a short time to slay seven not considered Weak Gods of All Spirits, with not a single one managing escape; utterly thorough, as if skinning and deboning, sweeping clean the Seven Evil Gods.

To achieve this, only the actual deployment of the "Sky and Thunder God System" could suffice.

But?

Isapatra is merely a Divine Queen, although she represents Cesar in handling many internal affairs of the camp, that's all; she has no authority to lead a Divine System into battle, that belongs exclusively to Cesar.

With asymmetric, mutated, polluted divinity eyes, Thalia gazed forward.

There appeared a familiar Golden Throne.

Sitting atop was not the mighty, great Cesar that she expected.

But a female figure radiating vibrant life aura, surrounded by endless thunder at that moment, donning silver battle armor, her crimson cape flowing like a star-concealing curtain, her violet-red lips revealed beneath the helmet, all beings willingly submitted at her feet.

Yet when Thalia saw this, she was plunged into extreme anger.

"Isapatra, you wanton, shameless bitch, what have you done?"

Evidently, Thalia realized something.

Golden Throne and Thunder Divinity!

Both belong to Cesar, even a wife cannot share them.

But now, they all belong to Isapatra.

"This is impossible; how could Cesar grant this supreme authority to you, this bitch?"

"He is the Sovereign of the Sky and Thunder God System; you are merely a wanton, lowly creature, forever selling that plump body, a bitch with an insatiable greed."

...

At that moment, Thalia even abandoned the assassination of the "Death and Love Goddess," she focused on cursing Isapatra.

In her rage and madness, those diseased beings, millions of humans, or other species who believed in her screamed and roared, those sounds overlapped to form surging waves, propelling Thalia toward the high Golden Throne.

She wielded those blood-stained, eerie weapons, her jet-black hair wildly grew, enveloping countless mutated monsters, shadows, losing all reason, an indescribable mutated pollution erupting.

Clearly, this Disease Goddess is not an unfamiliar entity to Cesar or Isapatra.

Like another "cycle," reminiscent of the first plundering when Cesar despised the "Ugly Goddess Tenezi," Isapatra gazed toward the advancing Thalia with the same disdainful look.

Soon, she uttered gossip that intrigued Tang Qi, who was observing.

"Thalia, the pitiable mad girl."

"If you weren't so pathological, trying to use your lowly 'Disease Divinity' to enchant Cesar and cause him to develop some mental illness of preferring you, maybe you truly could join the Sky and Thunder God System."

"Hmm, not only Cesar, you are indeed a renowned pathological existence among All Spirits."

"Every time you attempt to use your severely inclined Disease Divinity to infect other Divines, trying to make them despise themselves, shift their camps, worship you, submit to you, eventually congregate at your feet, forming a New God System ruled by you... but, hmm, you should seek out the 'Mirror God,' see your true form clearly; ugly and disgusting do not even begin to describe you."

"If becoming a God System Dominator were so easy, it wouldn't fall to a creature like you."

"Accept my mercy, great Life Goddess, New Dominator of the Sky and Thunder God System, I grant you death."

As the oracles that tremble the battlefield descended, Talia's world was completely filled with blazing white thunder.

She saw the "Thunder Spear" belonging to Cesar summoned forth, held by Isapatra, and thrown.

This was a divine attack transcending space and time, leaving Talia unable to make any counterattack.

She could make billions of living beings despise themselves, mutate into monsters.

She could make all beings suffer various mental disorders, becoming her slaves, under her control.

But as the thunder that destroys all descended, all of that was meaningless.

Talia was not facing the sheer "Cesar" or "Isapatra," she was facing Isapatra possessing dominator-level authority.

Her life was being plundered by the latter.

This was absolute divine crushing, with no resistance possible.

Her "giant little girl" form was torn apart, Divine Realm turned to ruins, believers became dust.

She was about to fall!

But even at this moment, Talia could not restrain her anger.

She wanted to curse that Isapatra on the throne, but she found that the New Dominator of the Sky and Thunder God System, after casting the Thunder Spear, completely averted her gaze, her ambitious, greedy eyes turning towards the object coveted by Talia's group of hyenas, Evil Gods.

Deep within the Realm of Light, presiding over "Death" and "Love," the Goddess Persephone.

This scene was also watched by Tang Qi.

But he was not surprised, in fact, he had already foreseen this before Isapatra made her choice.

"Goddess with terrible ambitions, including Cesar, count as her prey, Persephone also hard to escape."

"The Death and Love Divinity she possesses, to Isapatra, is a powerful divinity that can completely merge, enough to let her catch up to the Mother Goddess of Life who is powerful enough to make All Spirits despair and adore."

"This is also the reason she initially 'rescued' by choosing Persephone, she is actually just a greedy mother hyena."

Tang Qi, in the library, whispered with a sigh.

At this moment, all eight Evil Gods attacking Persephone, had been killed by the Gods of the Sky and Thunder God System.

Experienced like them, they were methodically dismembering the Divine Realms of the eight Evil Gods, collecting spoils.

And their new dominator was eyeing the original rescue target.

She sat on the throne, purple-red lips pursed, under the helmet seemed like the stars and all things wild eyes, filled with restless killing intent.

The blazing white thunder surged more fiercely, she seemed ready to strike at any moment.

Deep within the Realm of Light, buried with bones, blooming flowers on the Netherworld, the pure white goddess Persephone also sensed the malice ready to burst.

The goddess lifted her head, looking at that alluring figure on the throne that tempted even dominator-level gods.

That irrepressible wildness, exuberant life force, enough to ignore gender or other barriers.

But, unfortunately, it did not include Persephone.

Still dispelling the "Hatred Scream" goddess, cast a gaze filled with love and mercy at Isapatra, then she spoke, a voice that could calm the crazed living beings, let billions of Dead Spirits enter rest, a voice of Great Love.

But for Isapatra, this voice was a refusal.

"Goddess presiding over life, you cannot gain recognition of 'Death' and 'Love.'"

Persephone expressed her fearlessness and mercy, she apparently did not care if she would fall, nor if her authority would be stripped.

She was simply expressing some truth, but to Isapatra, it was no less than "provocation."

On that throne, the immensely powerful figure exposed a mocking smile, about to utter words like "I don't need authority's recognition, I will conquer them."

But at this moment, another voice filled with joy and delight echoed in her mind.

"Yohoho, lady presiding over 'life', full of ambition, please do not harbor hostility towards the adorable Persephone, okay? Although she has not been very articulate."

"Yohoho, lady do you like sweets?"

"Look here, now I have lots of candies waiting for your tasting, though in my view, these stinky fellows might not taste good, but you should not mind, right?"

Undoubtedly, this was the voice from the family's eldest member "Tum."

Moreover, this was an invitation, accompanied by a tempting invitation.

Because as the voice echoed, in Isapatra's mind, a scene unfolded, within it nearly twenty figures emitting divine aura. Each one was filled with chaos and evil.

But as Tum said, to Isapatra, they were all quite sweet in aura.

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